White Spaces

Where do we hide our White spaces?

(Clears throat)

I deem this inquiry important.

An accurate response will yield the answer to the question

That results if you add inflection to the hashtag

BlackLivesMatter in the precise location.

Inhale the beginning. Get high from respiration.

#BlackLivesMatter?

Another hit.

#BlackLivesMatter?

A little higher now. One more, swallow light.

#BlackLivesMatter?

White Spaces. Black Lives.

Where’s the relation?

Strip-search both in a quick investigation.

So where exactly is it we're hiding these white spaces?

First check the margin of a page in the academic places.

Remember seeing paint brushed around the blank canvas.

But Rembrandt on the walls don’t give color to a campus.

At the end, they handed me some rolling paper - this one has a ribbon.

Raised it in the air and found it’s worth my weight in nothing,

If I’m just another white spot in the white spaces.

Negative plus negative still a fuckin negative

Mine is an addition to the blinding white spaces.

Go ahead and speak it, I know it’s on your mind now.

"You're no victim when they stick 'em so shut your mouth or lead the blind out."

No, you right. I’m not a black man – haven't been, don't think I will be.

But ID ain’t the identity; it’s the ideology.

You see, I’m pissed off. That’s frustrating to me.

All I say and what I do - belongs to white hegemony.

Livin' trapped within the bone of a broke society.

So throw a caste on that shit and call it White Supremacy.

White Guilt, you may name it. You can say I'm a loser.

I’d rather loathe the real life than love the fuckin delusion.

The pyschosis that osmosis feeds a racialized nation.

Schizophrenics of eugenics signed it's freeing declaration.

Bellows of high treason. I Benedict-ing to the races?

'Cause our history's no mystery; we've been addicted to the races.

But how to fill the space with colors I don't got?

How can I die to whiteness without killing myself?

Without Guns N’ Roses to my head and heavy metal in my scalp.

To be freed from this freedom, the fuck would I choose it?

A tangle of pathology got me webbed in the collusion.

Ally or a lie? And is there even a difference?

Only real eyes realize when I’m lied to by my ignorance.

So look into mine to look for the truth.

Hard to find, when the self is always sneaking like a sleuth.

'Cause for years of my life, I tried to stay anonymous.

Sitting in white spaces with Rosa and the omnibus.

Found hiding and fearing will always be synonymous.

Slip on the One Ring - it’s the Nazgul who are onto us.

There's Power at our fingertips, but depression’s running wild.

Keep popping pills to fill in holes that got dug for a black child.

So why’s oppression so depressin’ even to the man empowered?

Mine dies when I deny that yours has always mattered.

We're choking out the other as we hyperventilatin'.

"Hands down!" Too much air can kill a man if his lungs don't filter hatred.

White to red to blue, the colors of our faces.

When we're strivin' to survive inside our perfect white spaces.

Where do we hide our white spaces?

We hide them in the shrill of the self that cries out

When we try to fill our pockets,

Just to find that nothing holds when things got holes,

When hands rip denim jeans like dammin souls,

As fingers stick in sockets

Of our electric minds - resisting time with currents that feel toxic.

Combustions in subconsciousness send a race to space on rocket ships.

Turns to black as we look back at the white world disappearing

Growing smaller with the screaming atoms pushing us to planets

But foreign fears will reappear when rocks are re-approaching

Getting big again, we feel our sin fill craters in our hearts.

White spaces we can leave behind for colors that exist.

But white spaces hide like death inside a dirty needle's fix.

#BlackLivesMatter